Dammit, I ran out of weekend. I still have work to do and personal stuff to do. Dammit.
Bathed and dried both kittens. I put a litter box in there this afternoon and they're using it already! Not consistently, but that's pretty awesome.
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Dammit, I ran out of weekend. I still have work to do and personal stuff to do. Dammit.
Bathed and dried both kittens. I put a litter box in there this afternoon and they're using it already! Not consistently, but that's pretty awesome.
I got to round out my birthday weekend today (after waking up with a headache from having 4 pints of cider over 4-5 hours last night -- I felt shamefully old this morning, but coffee and ibuprofen knocked the headache out) by going to the Cincinnati History Museum (more interesting than it sounds, really) with Maria and the Family Flea. Which was followed by Graeter's and then dinner, in that order. Really an excellent time.
We got a picture, which I will try to post tonight, although I need to go to bed since I have a chiropractor appointment early tomorrow before work. (And I never posted the picture from when Kate and her DH visited. I am woefully lax.)
Well, my parents have thrown down the gauntlet.
If my brother doesn't wait until graduating (in May) before getting married (in October), they will disown him, and he will never hear from them again.
Because apparently the worst thing in Indian culture is to get married before finishing school. Even worse than marrying a white girl, I guess. One of our family friends just got engaged but is waiting three years to finish school before getting married.
On the other hand, they seem to have accepted that it's going to happen, and now they're complaining that he hasn't even told them about her or convinced them about her, so he was like, okay, what do you want to know?
And my dad was like, what?
And he repeated that they just said they wanted to know about her, so what did they want to know?
My dad's response? "Just give me her biodata."
Just give me her biodata.
(Her biodata wouldn't impress them, though, so it wouldn't help even if she had one.)
And my mom wants her date, place, and time of birth for astrological shit.
I don't even know anymore. It just keeps getting more and more ridiculous.
If my brother doesn't wait until graduating (in May) before getting married (in October), they will disown him, and he will never hear from them again.
I am really mean, but this is funny. Because nothing is going to make them okay with this.
And she seems AWESOME.
He loves her, she loves him. That's kinda the end times. I am so rooting for them to having the happiest life ever.
Sounds like your parents are giving in, albeit unwillingly, to the inevitable, P.-C. Excellent!
Just give me her biodata.
In their situation, I would be so tempted to write something totally ridiculous to give to him. That's probably not the best solution, though.
She was third in her class at Harvard, and then she achieved cold fusion AND solved the economic crisis! In her spare time, she participates in crowdsourced fundraising for independent Bollywood films! She's close personal friends with President Obama!
What, they're figuring if he gets married with only 7 months left to graduate that he'll throw it all away? (I momentarily forgot that May was last month--unless--did he already graduate?)
What, they're figuring if he gets married with only 7 months left to graduate that he'll throw it all away?
I guess? It's just culturally taboo.
and then she achieved cold fusion
What.Ever.